Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40484 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40484 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
“Ready for the ride of your life?” El teased and rocked his slippery crack over Trig’s hard cock. He was tempted to take it in already but ended up leaning down for one more kiss on the sweetest lips he’d ever tasted.
Trig gave his ass a playful slap but didn’t drag his feet and applied more lube on his prick before holding it up for El’s hole to swallow.
El made sure to catch Trig’s gaze when he let the cockhead pop in. Air rushed into his lungs at the initial discomfort, but his body was already flushing with heat, and he refused to blink, enamoured with the blissful expression on Trig’s face. He might keep up a stoic expression when with his buddies, but El got to see the real Trig, just like when they’d first met.
He didn’t want to wait and took the entire length in with a single languid motion. By the time his ass rested on Trig’s hips, his body was so jittery from the pleasant fullness that he couldn’t bring himself to speak. Trig stroked El’s chest, watching him with eyes as wide as if he were being ridden for the first time.
“Oh, wow, El… you feel so fucking amazing,” he rasped, his gaze wandering all over El’s body, as if he wasn’t sure what he wanted to focus on most.
El helped him by pulling one of Trig’s hands to his pierced nipple. “Say it. Better than any other guy you ever had?” He wasn’t even jealous, but in a teasing mood as he slowly adjusted to moving up and down that ram of a cock.
Trig gaped at him, as if he hadn’t understood the question before uttering, “I fucking love you, El. Nobody could ever measure up to you in anything,” he declared, flushed so red he looked as if he’d been in the sun far too long. But he didn’t wait for an answer and leaned forward to suck the nipple into his mouth. His stubble scratched El’s skin, and it was such a wonderful contrast to the smooth tongue playing with the piercing that El shook violently on top of him, desperate to come.
He shifted his hips so the cock entered him at a different angle, and when he speared himself on it again, aided by Trig’s hands, his insides lit up with pleasure.
He’d so often thought that he had a fear of being tied down, but in this moment, with Trig touching him inside and out, it was clear that he’d let this man hold on to him forever. Others had passed through El’s life without leaving a mark on it, but none of them had been good enough to replace this strong yet kind, wonderful guy who was El’s destiny.
He closed his eyes, overwhelmed as tenderness and pure lust whirred in his head, creating the intoxicating concoction called love. El rode Trig hard, arching for the right angle while also squeezing his ass again and again for his lover’s pleasure, but the growing ache in his thighs was making him stall.
Trig said something, but El was so drunk on pleasure he only understood his lover when strong hands cupped his face. “I want to go faster. On your back?” Trig asked, his lips quivering against El’s when their mouths crashed together.
El could barely breathe fast enough so he nodded instead of uttering a word, and in one movement made easy thanks to Trig’s strength, they flipped positions. The cock remained buried deep in El’s needy hole, and when Trig got on top, he pushed all the way in, leaving El sweaty and exasperated. They shared another kiss, but Trig wasn’t kidding about wanting to speed things up and sawed into El like a drill on steroids.
El’s moans filled the room, and he dragged his nails down the muscular back. They melted together, flying on the wings of love and pleasure, and El no longer knew whether he was on top or the other way around, because the room whirled around them faster with each frantic thrust into his overheating body.
“I wanna see you come so bad,” Trig whispered. El had no idea whether it was the raw need in his voice that tipped the scale of lust, or the heat of his breath on El’s skin, but a firebolt dashed from deep inside him, buzzed in his balls, and then jolted up his dick. The scent of cum filled the air, and Trig grunted, slamming into him.
Warm hands squeezed on El’s shoulders, but they were still trembling. “Look at me, please look at me,” Trig uttered.
Despite feeling dazed with emotion, El forced his eyes open and looked straight into Trig’s dark eyes. Even his gums throbbed from the orgasm. He reached to Trig’s face and held it in his hands, still in disbelief that they were back together.